Cedric Harry Potter Novels & Stories

She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!" The two sisters gave each other questioning looks. It was the first time they had heard this person's name. Darya grinned at Bianca as she leaned forward slightly, pushing the leather pouch with her fingertips." I don't know a Severus Snape. For his fame to have reached humans, he must be a fabulous wizard." Bianca hiccupped in surprise and quickly changed the subject. "So this bag contains...?" "It's a contraceptive tea," Darya explained calmly. However, her pupils could no longer maintain a fixed focus, and her usually sumptuous ebony-black skin seemed to lose its luster.

Andrius rubbed his eyes, confirming that he was not hallucinating before he asked. “Tsk, tsk, tsk...” The old man could not help but click his tongue and said arrogantly, “Listen up, boy. I’m Cedric Yule, the Skyspring Sage. In life, I was a top-tier late Aureate Immortal. However...”

She quickly grabbed my hand and pulled me away with Loren hot on our tails. “Loren, who is that man?” I asked. I was hoping to help get the information I knew Lillian wanted, but was too nervous to ask for. “That is Cedric, he’s a great friend of king Viktor’s. When Viktor came back and killed his cousin, taking back the throne, he named Cedric his second in command.” Loren said. “S-second in command?” Lillian asked, her eyes wide with shock. “Yes, miss. But he is a good man, so you don’t need to worry. He will treat you well.” He assured her. I looked at Lillian whose face was as red as a tomato from blushing.

“You’re basically a secret princess from a forgotten order of magical herbalists. With fire.” The room was quiet. Utterly silent. Cedric exhaled. “I’m going to have a stroke.” Arla-Rosa pinched the bridge of her nose. “How are you only four years old?!” Cassian shrugged. “I read fast.” Celeste beamed. “And I dramatize well.” Cedric took two slow steps forward, crouching to meet his children’s eyes. “You two are… terrifyingly brilliant. But promise me, both of you, no more deep web. Ever.” “But...”

"Who said no one can treat Mr. Thatcher? I'll call my mentor right away." The room fell silent in surprise. Cedric was already Jayrodale's top medical expert, and they were all stunned to hear he had a mentor. Besides, Cedric was already quite old, and his mentor must be even older. At that age, could the miracle doctor still treat others? "Dr. Aicker, who is this mentor of yours?" Harvey asked skeptically. Cedric snorted, "That's none of your concern, but I guarantee if my mentor can't cure Mr. Thatcher, no one can."

Lady Alessia and Lady Letitia followed her. “Saw that?” Cedric chuckled. “The best alchemist in the Infernal packs? You are just a doofus! Huh!” He scoffed. “A mortal knows better than you. What a shame. Did you graduate in pea-sized brainology because that’s what your range of knowledge seems like—” “Cedric! What are you doing?” Nesryn folded her hands under her breasts angrily. I turned around and unconsciously looked right into the camera of Cedric’s phone.

There was an undeniable sense of grace and dignity in the way he moved as if every gesture carried the weight of centuries of wisdom. "Hello, Luna Jasmine. You must be surprised as to how I know you and how I am aware of your arrival. My name is Cedric, I am what you call a Wizard" His voice was strong and tone powerful for a man his age. As I sat in his presence, I couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence, wash over me. This was no ordinary man, I knew it. A wizard? That wasn't possible, wizards didn't exist. How could one be living in the eclipse pack without the triplet's knowledge?

“How is it impossible? Your creepy friend with the weird clothing has darkness swirling around him even underneath the bright sun so I don’t think it’s impossible.” “Cedric?” I choked out the question. “Is that his name? Whatever it is, that bastard should not have any funny ideas involving my sister.” “Jack, stop talking nonsense. Cedric doesn’t have – he doesn’t have shadows clinging to him,” I tried to dissuade her but she just shrugged. “Shadows,” she muttered, “is that what they are called?” I closed my eyes tightly. “Is he a wizard or what?” I choked – loudly. Her gaze cut to me in surprise. “Your Majesty, are you okay?” I nodded hastily, gulping down my saliva.

Jack narrowed his eyes as a plan formed in his head. Jerome kept staring at the lad in front of him; he looked so familiar and yet he couldn’t remember… he felt like he had seen someone, just like this…. he had seen the same scene where the lad in front of him was sitting just like now and plotting, plotting without twitching an eyelid and he was watching in awe… but he was younger… much younger… but he didn’t know anyone like the lad in front of him…as he thought his head hurt…it hurt so bad that he once again hugged his head and slipped down from his chair; crouching on the ground, hugging his head. Cedric couldn’t bear to watch his lord in so much pain; without thinking, he imitated what

"And you, Vincent, are the wolf in sheep's clothing." Vincent's expression twisted into a mixture of shock and rage as Cedric's words struck their mark. Meanwhile, Virginia watched from the sidelines, her eyes gleaming with pride. She had molded Cedric into a force to be reckoned with, a warrior armed not just with physical prowess, but with the power of revelation. ‌